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"A grand New Year's party. Mrs. Fronard is such a beauty."
"My lovely Bernadette is almost two years old, and she is becoming more and more lovable as she grows older. Listening to her crisp calls for daddy and looking at her lively figure, I suddenly felt a sense of satisfaction."
"I met Miss Yin Saka again and had an exciting but wonderful experience with her. I really prefer women of this age. This is not just a nostalgia for youth, but it has not changed for so many years. Haha , I am really dedicated.”
The shouts of killing on the "Future" were loud, but it was relatively quiet on the "Suite".
However, the "faceless doll" was targeted, and things didn't go well. The "Future" gradually forced them to the transfer point between the two ships. Seeing an opportunity, Cattleya took the opportunity to control the steering of the "Future" and slowly broke away.
Agaritu threw all the memories that were fed into him into the inside and turned the pages with ease:
"Listen up, Bernadette, have you seen these two square words? These two words read 'witch', which is the subject of this sentence, and 'taste' is also a noun. The first half of this sentence when connected is A long noun that determines the scope: 'The taste of a witch'. 'Not bad' is an adjective, a complimentary word, which expresses praise and praise. It is used to modify 'the taste of a witch'. 'Zhen' means strengthening the tone in the Chinese context. I I believe you can understand the meaning of this word, and the 'ah' at the end of the sentence is a universal modal particle, expressing exclamation. The '!' at the end is called an exclamation mark, which in old Japanese characters has the meaning of representing a strong tone and emotion. Come on, Bernadette, listen to me again——"
Agaritu took a deep breath and said in a passionate voice: "The taste of the witch is really good!
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After saying that, he resisted another wave of knowledge infusion and threw all the boring but enough architectural knowledge to fill an entire library into his inner circle. Agaritu covered his bleeding ears and sneered sarcastically at the humanoid torrent of knowledge:
"How does it feel? While your mother is doing housework in the manor, taking care of you and even getting pregnant, her dear husband, your respected father is sleeping soundly on the belly of any noble, commoner or even witch!"
"You know what a witch is, right?"
"They are beautiful, cruel, and ruthless. Haha, Loen's Backlund Great Smog is the handiwork of a witch. The flowers watered by countless pains and disasters are indeed difficult for her to refuse. Think about it carefully, the witch and your father What a perfect match, they both care about human life, are cruel and ruthless, and treat people as if they are not worth mentioning."
Strictly speaking, he is actually not very interested in these emotional and personal ethics issues, but Bernadette seems to be more into this.
After all, everything must be done step by step. If the things that were out of reach of the little princess during Russell's administration were directly told, Bernadette would definitely immediately start to guess "how much Edward Vaughn contributed in these incidents", so as to An alternative way to escape and clear his father's name.
Let’s start with the feelings of the parents, and slowly tear apart the beautiful background of this devastated historical surface.
Agaritu coughed. It was not an easy task to borrow the "Whisperer" ability of "The Suicide" to support him. Fortunately, he would not die. Death meant that he could not run. All he had to do was delete, delete, and modify the data in the container. , and then insert the consciousness into it, and you can continue to move.
"This is what you are looking for, your father's true face."
"Do you want to listen any more? Your Highness Princess."
With a "pop" sound, the demon closed the thick notebook and looked at Bernadette with a joking look.
At this moment, the hull of the "Suicide" shook, and the "Future" wanted to escape.
The "faceless doll" sensed that something was wrong, and immediately controlled the remaining pirates to rush out of the gap in the "Future", jumped on the "Suicide" or into the sea, and quickly escaped from the star-studded ship.
The blood-soaked chains on the hull of the "Suicide" flew up automatically and rushed towards the "Future" that was turning and accelerating. However, another fairy tale magic fell, covering the figure of the "Future" and protecting them from entering the battle of gods. ocean.
"Still struggling to death." Agaritu shook his head and began to recite the honorary name.
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information.
A huge amount of mixed information rushed in along with the dirty words, mixed into the torrent of knowledge controlled by Bernadette.
The torrent of human-shaped knowledge continued to shrink and expand like a heart. A starlight fell and turned into a curtain to cover the looming human-shaped figure.
Bernadette knew that her state was very strange. The devil's words aroused her anger and sorrow. Many different thoughts appeared in her mind at the same time, including sadness, pain, anger, hatred, and countless chaotic and extreme thoughts. Thoughts filled the body that made up her incomplete mythical creature form, tearing her into countless small pieces.
The sad Bernadette said sadly: "Forgive father, that is your father after all... That is just a custom unique to India. Even now, some people still regard having that disease as a show off. At least my father still has it." Better than them, isn’t it?”
Angry Bernadette roared at such negative thoughts:
"Do you know what you are talking about!"
"It has nothing to do with others, and the important thing is not the witch, but her betrayal of her mother, which should be scolded!"
The painful Bernadette held her head: "What should I do? Of course I know that my father has never been a dedicated person, but she has always loved me, loved us, and loved my mother..."
For Bernadette, who has long since become a demigod, these emotions from a hundred years ago and the love in name only between her parents cannot actually shake her too much. Just like when she first heard these words, Bernadette was shocked. , shocked and at a loss, but there were no signs of instability or even loss of control.
This made Bernadette relax her vigilance against these words - she believed that the "dirty words" of Sequence 4 would not pose much danger to her, and she was also mentally prepared to defend herself against demonic words and "death calls". But the moment these words rang out, her heart seemed to be hit somewhere, and she was instantly defeated.
"...You planted emotional seeds in my heart?"
Some thoughts were slowed down extremely slowly, and Bernadette, whose thoughts were confused by the riot of emotions, asked hoarsely.
"Is this all you can think of?" the devil said sadly.
"It's not you." Bernadette's face was cracked with flesh and blood, and something seemed to be trying to get out of the gap, but she still kept her voice steady, "There is no way I can't find you. Who is it? Is it her?" "
Agaritu cleared his throat.
"You guessed it, Bernadette," she said, "it's me."
"I kinda hate you now."
Edward's information covered Agaritu, constantly molding his body contours and appearance, as if another layer of shell had been put on the outside.
As early as when the latter kept sending messages and spam messages to the internal network, she had already noticed the movement here.
"I said, you will see your father again, and then Russell can die."
"The king is ready. Next, I will take you to see Russell."
Edward looked at the starlight curtain, and she saw disgust, surprise, and fear on Bernadette's face. Her body movements were to escape, but her brain, which was filled with various emotions, could not accurately respond with spiritual power.
"You want to see her too, right?" she said with a smile.
Do I want to see her? Bernadette thought.
Yes, I think.
I have been looking for her traces, her past, and the reasons for her madness in her later years...
"But I can't promise the devil." She muttered.
"It doesn't matter whether you agree or not." The devil joked, "I'm just here to do good things."
Anger and sadness are still raging, they have been quarreling, hating each other, and can't find any consensus.
With her appearance, all kinds of evil thoughts appeared in her heart one after another, and extreme emotions filled Bernadette's mind, constantly persuading and bewitching her. Even though she knew that these thoughts did not belong to her, she could not let them go. The words cease.
Hatred said these things, but Bernadette didn't hear it, only a low sob was heard.
It was noisy, too noisy, they were so loud that I couldn't hear anything clearly.
Is it the sound of your heart beating like a drum in your ears, or is it the clock ticking in your mind? The clouds in the sky and the blue sky and the lake turned into meaningless and twisted color blocks. Bernadette looked around, but it seemed as if she had fallen into the spiritual world. Everything could not be seen clearly, but she was absorbed in the form of knowledge and information. She read quickly and heard nothing.
"No, dear Bernadette, can you really hear me hard?"
A hand was placed on her shoulder, and another was close to her ear.
"Is it because you can't hear clearly, or you don't want to hear clearly?"
"Is it because you can't remember, or you just don't want to remember?"
Bernadette looked at Hatred, and Hatred was also looking at her:
hate said:
"I dislike him."
"Bernadette, have you forgotten? You are the only one who has always been favored. Bonois has been hated by his father for some reason since he was born, and Charles has always been your insignificant foil, but you did not think of your father's eccentric."
"I don't use Charles as a foil." Bernadette was a little annoyed, "I love them, they are all my relatives!"
"Does father love them?" Hatred asked.
"..." Bernadette was silent for a moment, "I think she loves them."
Hatred said: "No, Bernadette, she only loves you."
"She didn't like Charles because he didn't have any outstanding talents. She didn't like Bonoit because she thought Bonois was too close to God."
"Only you, Bernadette, who is talented, filial and obedient, who can perfectly play the role of daughter and entrust her feelings, are the only children she loves, so you will always love her and believe in her. "
"Yes, she loves me, so I love her too." Bernadette didn't realize that she had quietly accepted the other person's words, "Parents always have the right to be partial."
Edward smiled and said, "Yes, Bernadette, this is the kind of you Russell loves."
"This is the kind of you she loves. Even after hearing the evidence of cheating, witnessing the crazy war, and even being forced to flee by the bloody repression and terror, you still spoke for her and defended her."
She grabbed Bernadette's wrist and pulled her directly onto the "Suite". The huge black ship shook and flew away in a certain direction. Edward glanced at the "Future" that entered the Sea of God's War from a distance, placed emotional seeds in the hearts of all survivors, and then watched them leave under the protection of wind and fairy tale magic.
"The Black Emperor has nine tombs, and eight of Russell's tombs have been destroyed, leaving only the last one."
The surrounding colors quickly became bright and vivid, and the "Seven Lights" sailed into the spiritual world, sailing swiftly on the blue color block symbolizing the sea. The "seven lights" at the height were sometimes above and sometimes below.
"...Where are you going?" Bernadette said with difficulty.
"West of the Oradec Islands, a primitive island far away from the mainland." Edward pulled her to walk on the deck, admiring the spiritual scenery along the way. "Roselle's last tomb is there. I believe she saw you. Will be happy."
"No."
"You'll like it. What a coincidence. I'll be waiting for you there." Edward said happily. "It took me a while to find that place. Russell is really good at hiding. I thought that in the ruins of the God War, there would be no place." I thought I was actually hiding in the Raging Sea. Haha, that is a very interesting place. There are all kinds of extraordinary creatures that the outside world can never see, and there is beautiful moonlight and bright starry sky. I believe you will like it there."
Soon, a black outline appeared in the spiritual world.
It seems to be covered with a layer of dull, twisted black gauze, making the island inconspicuous and small, making it impossible to see clearly.
Navigating in the chaotic and deadly spirit world of the violent sea, even a Sequence 3 sealed object is difficult enough, but with the angel's protection, the "Sad Death" is a brave craft, and it can be completed directly in the undulating waves that are higher than the mountain peaks. The voyage was supposed to take several days.
The "Sad Death" left the spiritual world and rushed into the never-ending heavy rain and tsunami of the violent sea. The rainwater separated automatically before it came into contact with the two demigods, while the crew on the deck did not dare to come out and hid in the corner. Keep out the rain.
The controlled Bernadette was unable to have normal conversations, nor could she summon servants to bring her sealed artifacts. She stared ahead for a long time, staring at the increasingly larger island, relying on the intuition of a "master of prophecy" , she felt immovably that this was the place she had been pursuing.
"There are some acquaintances of ours up there."
Edward said: "Do you still remember your father's four horsemen? In the old culture, the four horsemen of the apocalypse represent plague, war, death and famine, the precursors of the doomsday. If you know the truth about the doomsday, you will definitely admire your father. Think big.”
When they approach the shore, the world in front of them becomes even more distorted. The shore of the island is obviously very close, but it seems to be pulled far away in an instant. The "Sorrow" cannot get completely close to it no matter what.
The demigods cannot approach the island without outside help.
The Death Boat stopped and was tossed up and down by the waves. At this time, a dark road filled with black mist emerged from the water ahead. Bernadette was unconsciously attracted to that road. The shackles on her wrists were loosened. Like a puppet, she walked step by step to the side of the boat. Jump down and walk onto the road floating on the ocean.
"Go." The voice said from behind, "I'll wait for you there."
She approached the island slowly and quickly, and after walking for an unknown amount of time, she stood on the black island.
Then, with the black mist still permeating her feet, Bernadette followed a path that looked like it had been blazed by humans and entered a forest of huge trees.
There is no sound of birds chirping, no roaring of wild beasts, and no movement of crawling insects. It is as peaceful as if time has frozen, and as silent as if no living thing exists.
She felt like she was walking through an deserted cemetery, where every giant tree was a tombstone.
After walking for nearly two quarters of an hour, she still didn't see any living beings, and she didn't even feel the presence of wind. Suddenly, her eyes widened, as the huge trees suddenly became sparse in front of her.
She continued to walk forward numbly. Beyond the sparse woods was a large open space, where countless creatures were crawling.
Among them are giant red dragons with skin flowing with flames, tree men with wood tumors as eyes and slits as mouths, demon wolves with eight legs, giants with abnormally long limbs, green scales, oily feathers, and only coiled heads. There, like the feathered serpent on the hill, there are various creatures that seem to be a mixture of humans and beasts.
At this time, they were all facing one place, with their upper bodies or heads prostrated, as if they were worshiping some unknown existence, and none of them made a sound.
There are even a few humans in here.
None of them seemed to be able to find Bernadette, and Bernadette couldn't leave that road. The black path became winding, passing through the middle of those huge extraordinary creatures. She saw the huge head of the red dragon lying on the ground, and the high temperature almost burned everything around it; the huge body of the feathered serpent was so close. , Bernadette could feel the cold aura and feel her life decreasing bit by bit.
When Bernadette counted how many humanoid creatures there were, the blue hole suddenly enlarged a little.
She really saw the Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse in her memory. They were old, pale, and dressed in luxurious and complicated clothes from the Russell period. Even Edwards, who was not contaminated, lived to be more than a hundred years old, and died peacefully in Lundberg. it's here!
The path continued forward, passing through this clearing where almost all living things gathered, and entered a silent forest.
Through the dim environment, her "peeping eyes" noticed that one pale corpse after another was placed among the trees, and skulls, rotten corpses and other things were also hanging from many branches.
Some of them belong to giant dragons, some come from bird-like creatures, some have eight legs, and some are themselves a strange giant tree, completely filling the gaps in this forest.
She walked in the dark and silent woods for nearly a quarter of an hour when she suddenly heard an intermittent and ethereal piano sound coming from the front. Finally, guided by the road and the sound of the piano, she gradually walked out of this place full of bones and saw trees and other things besides corpses.
After walking through the forest, what appeared in her eyes was a small wooden house.
The height of the wooden house is close to human height. There are chairs and a bed covered with fur inside. It looks like someone lives here.
Bernadette's head turned with the wooden house. She wanted to stay and carefully observe everything on the island, but the person who brought her in front did not allow it.
“mi-sol-la-si-sol-la——mi——”
The sound was getting closer and closer. It seemed to be a song, but the tone did not belong to any of Intis.
She walked around the cabin and into the black and green bushes.
In just four or five minutes, the trees in front disappeared.
This is not the kind of gradual transition from dense to sparse, until the blank disappears. An invisible line is used as the dividing line, and the huge trees suddenly disappear.
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Outside that invisible boundary is a mountain peak several hundred meters high. It is also covered with huge dark green and almost black trees, so that when viewed from a distance, it almost blends into the forest and is indistinguishable. each other.
However, on the side of the mountain facing Bernadette, there were no trees in most areas because less than half of the mountain was hollowed out.
In the heart of the mountain, a black mausoleum stands there, looking extremely majestic.
Most of it belongs to the mountain itself, and a small part has traces of artificial construction and polishing, which truly illustrates what it means to "use the mountain as a mausoleum".
Therefore, the shape of this mausoleum is not the usual pyramid shape, but more like a towering mountain peak. It is not symmetrical, but absolutely majestic.
"sol-sol-mi-re-mi-fa-mi——"
The sound of the piano was very close, and the black road came to an end under my feet.
Bernadette stood in this open space, raising her head and looking at the magnificent building in front of her. After a long time, she moved her eyes away with difficulty and looked at an artificially built pergola not far away. Fee's piano, and a man playing it.
The soil under Edward's feet was dark red as if soaked in blood, and it was incompatible with the gray open space in front of the mausoleum.
She faced the mausoleum like Bernadette, and it wasn't until she finished playing the entire piece that she turned her head and glanced at Bernadette, who was standing stiffly not far away.
"Roselle likes this piece of music very much," Edward said. "She gives me very strong feedback every time, but her mood has been relatively stable recently. Did you see those extraordinary creatures on the way here? They gave me A great welcome and great listeners.”
"Music?" Bernadette expressed her doubts in the shortest possible words.
"Yeah, it's a very fitting song."
Edward's hand struck a single note on the piano and read:
"There is a moon in the sky and a moon in the water. The moon in the sky is in the water and the moon in the water is in the sky."
The clouds dispersed, and the crimson moonlight illuminated this strange island and the huge black mausoleum in the distance.
"Look at the moon and miss my hometown. One is in the water and the other is in the sky."
Edward pointed at the crimson full moon in the sky, which was as big as a wheel, and smiled from the bottom of his heart: "It's beautiful, isn't it?"
TBC
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"Hometown of the Moon"
